According to the agreement with Yihongyuan, the Shen family sent rice candy to Yihongyuan once every ten days, thirty kilograms each time.
It was the end of the year and the Chinese New Year was just a few days away. As a result, the business of Yihongyuan was much better than before. The madam asked Shen Laosan to deliver another 50 kilograms of goods to Yihongyuan before the New Year.
Thinking of the 1,500 copper coins, when it was just getting light, Mrs. Wu called her sons and daughters-in-law to prepare syrup to make sugar.
The winter wind was biting cold and the temperature was extremely low. Half of the water in the wooden barrel in the yard had frozen into ice.
Shen Chunsheng exhaled white air and threw the bucket into the well. He then struggled to pull up the wooden barrel full of water. Then Shen Laosan brought the water to the kitchen.
It was too cold outside, so Mrs. Wu moved the large wooden basin into the kitchen.
The boiling water in the pot brought a hint of warmth to this freezing winter.
"Fortunately, the malt has grown a lot, otherwise I would have had to wait for several days in vain."
Xu stuffed enough firewood into the stove, her face flushed by the light of the burning fire. Thinking that she had a new way to make a living after selling lunch boxes, she unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth.
"What good things must my sister-in-law be thinking about? She's so happy."
Hearing He's question, Xu was cautious at first, then she responded: "I was thinking that now that I have the rice candy business, I can live a more comfortable life."
"How much money can we make from this rice candy? Didn't Second Sister-in-law hear Yaoyao say that when the vegetables in the greenhouse are on the market, a pound of off-season vegetables can be sold for at least fifty or even a hundred coins! Yaoyao also said that when the time comes, we can sell the vegetables to the capital city, and the price can be doubled!"
When talking about the vegetables in the greenhouses, Zhang Chunxiang's face was full of light. It seemed that in those greenhouses, there were either green vegetables or white silver. Just thinking about it made people feel relaxed.
A small sweet potato was thrown into the basin, splashing water.
Mrs. Wu brought a small stool and used an old loofah to clean the sweet potatoes. She chuckled and said, "You, listen to her nonsense! It's good enough to sell a pound of yams for twenty or thirty wen, but you're still selling it for fifty or even a hundred wen! It's just a bunch of leafy vegetables, not made of gold!"
Zhang Chunxiang curled the corners of her mouth and said nothing.
She knew her mother-in-law very well.
Although he said words with disdain, in his heart he trusted Yaoyao more than anyone else. Otherwise, he would not have spent all his family savings to build a greenhouse for Yaoyao.
But since her mother-in-law didn't say anything, she wouldn't expose it.
After washing hundreds of kilograms of sweet potatoes, it was already dawn.
Shen Yao was holding a wash basin, sleepy-eyed. As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, Wu scolded him: "Why are you running into the kitchen on such a cold day? If you want to wash your face, just tell your mother to get some hot water and bring it in. Come on, go in, you're freezing."

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